I like my job. Guess what they said about life after residency is actually true....
It's complicated. And it's hard. And I am running to the computer half the time to look things up (umm, excuse me, I need to delve more into your chart - will be back and we can discuss a gameplan). But I like it. I actually like it.
Maybe part of it is the whole new campaign - people are coming to me because they want to (or just need a new doc)... but even with that, I get asked, can I bring this family member to you? etc.
It's a huge compliment, and I am beyond flattered.
Anxiety. I deal a lot with anxiety - more so than depression around here. And speaking of anxiety, I have my own - like I can't live in the moment and appreciate it, like I almost am waiting for the other shoe to drop. Ironic. And annoying.
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